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A drop of rain represents a musical note. Listening to the rain is like listening to your favorite song, familiar and beautiful.

What I’m most afraid of is that even though I love someone in my heart, all I say is hurtful. Pretending to be strong has probably become a habit, so I can’t be soft in front of the person I love the most.

Who owes love to whom, who repays whose debt, sublimation in love and sinking in love, the pain is always the easily injured heart.

Only when you learn to be quiet and see through people can you realize that the world has changed and life is scattered. The most beautiful time is to understand, the last love is separation, and the first love is touching.

Don’t say that fish has no tears. Even if you stay in the whole sea, you don’t know.

Not everyone wants to be bullied by you, nor does it mean they love you.

The feeling of lovelorn is like a person recovering from a serious illness, always with endless wounds.

Missing is a cup of poisonous wine, soaking into the heart and spleen, making the pain uncontrollable. Missing is also a kind of beauty, looking at beauty from a distance.

The page that belongs to you has been turned over.

I have also heard that you don't love me, but I know that you told me personally that I can't stand it.

If your dream can come true, I hope I can bear all the sorrow on your behalf.

If you don’t pay back what you owe me, and don’t give me what you promised me, you will be forced to die in loneliness!

Some people have looked at you all their lives, but ignored you all their lives; some people have looked at you, but thought about you all their lives.

Feel your spring, summer, autumn and winter with your soul, feel your southeast, northwest and north with your life, feel your ups and downs with the tip of your tongue, feel your right and wrong with your life.

On a long, lonely journey of six hours, I put a bouquet of red camellia beside your head, and I waited. During the long night, you lay there and listened to the gossip of the waves.

I long to see you that I cannot see, and I listen to you that I cannot hear.

The only true, sad fate is the caring feelings, the helpless years, the scenery, the final loss, the touch of life, and the final miss.

I enjoyed my sadness and my pain. Over time, I became numb and got used to it.

There is a person whom you say you want to give up countless times, but you still can’t let go.

Let it go when it’s time to let it go. What belongs to you is yours after all. What doesn’t belong to you can’t be forced. You can't hold the sand, it's better to lift it.

My heart is broken when you leave me. Women like you make me happy and worry me. Your leaving seems to have taken away everything from me and made me so uncomfortable.

Life is tiring, but love is intoxicating. Living is boring. It was sad to open my eyes.

You are nice to every woman you are with, and I am just one of them.

Someone asked me how I feel about losing the person I love most. How should I describe it? It’s probably like feeling lonely in a sea of ??people and crying when watching comedies.

Every time I change your message, I think about it several times, even though I don’t understand it.

True loneliness is not loneliness, but losing yourself in the endless noise.

Wait until your body can hold a thousand glasses of wine, then fill the glass and count your regrets.

Perhaps, youth is always tied to regret. It’s just that I was too young and didn’t know how to cherish it. Now that I have lost it, I feel sad and regret it.

Embrace the problem you can solve, but you have to argue with it on screen countless times.

Silence is the answer, dodge is the answer, and no longer taking the initiative is the answer. In fact, you should understand.

Wait, wait, wait. I already care whether I care or not.

Every man who wiped away his sweat and went home, there was a trace of tears that you couldn't see in the corner of his eyes in the dark. The man was also tired, but he didn't say it.

The human heart is really strange. It takes a long time to heat up, but it only takes a small thing to cool down.

Sometimes, it’s better to be alone. No one hurts you.

All the quicksand of memory, those passing years, have washed away my dust.

I always feel that my world has already felt it, but I can’t resist my tender longing for you.

The saddest thing in the world is: when you hold the hand of the person you love, you accidentally touch a strange ring.

Sometimes far is far. Even if you are zero distance away, I will not feel that you are right in front of me.

Her heart has changed seasons, but you are still standing on the day she promised.

I know the ending of our love from the beginning, so I will not regret it. I am just afraid that one day, I will suddenly forget why I am standing here waiting.

Ads always appear at the most exciting times, and you always leave at the time I love most.

As long as you like it enough, there is no impossible wait. You can always believe in love and hold on.

Love is to find that special person, that person who can always rely on.

Three hundred years are fleeting. It's just that this time I don't want to wait any longer.

The farthest distance is not the ends of the world, but the fact that I know you don’t love me, but I love you desperately.

Waiting allows a generation of great men to compose the music of future generations, play the notes of their lives, travel through time and space, and sonorously echo the true meaning of waiting, weaving a brilliant rainbow and flashing light.

When you know a lot of things that are true and false, you don't have so much sourness. You become more and more silent and want to speak less and less.

Later, I discovered that loving you is a habit. I have been separated from you for five years. I really should separate this time, because I feel that there is no real farewell when leaving. Isn't that what we said?

I know, I know, I know, but if I comfort others, I cannot comfort myself after all.

Some people will never be together in this life, but there is a feeling that can be hidden in their hearts for a lifetime.

I wish I was still a child. No broken hearts, no painful tears.

Life is like watching fireworks. If you take it too seriously, you will regret its short life. If you watch it inadvertently, you will miss it.

I still like to walk alone, look up at the stars, keep reminiscing, feel sad and cry alone.

Persistence is not a whim, all kinds of despair accumulate together, and finally erupt in silence. No sound, no noise, so noisy insistence.

Maybe one day I really can’t miss you anymore, but at least not now.

Don’t be silly, even best friends can grow apart over time.

Hold my hand and walk with your eyes closed and you won’t get lost.

Many times, a person's change begins with the arrival or departure of another person.

There are only things in this world that cannot be taken back, and there is nothing that cannot be overcome.

I only come here to say things that cannot be said in space, because no one knows me here.

Maybe there are fewer and fewer people around, but I know staying is the most important thing.

After the breakup, I was still so hopeless and followed your news everywhere.

All the beautiful scenery that cannot be returned are unparalleled beautiful times in the world. May you laugh all your life and never cry or miss him.

Don’t put sadness on your face, it will appear worthless.

Nostalgic people are always easily hurt and like to spend the rest of their lives waiting for a word. It's just that you miss your old one, how long can he remember you.

He said that the earth is round, even if they stand together, they are separated by a week.

What do you think is the most difficult thing in the world? Reaching for the stars with bare hands or still unable to love?

My nose is sore, my eyes are wet, I feel like I can't do anything well, there is no reason, I just feel sad suddenly.

Fortunately, love is not everything. Fortunately, everything is not love.

I pretend not to care about you, but the pain is mine.

I have always known that I am a person who pursues perfection. If I am not satisfied at all, my mood will sink.

Go on the road with emotion, not lonely along the way, with flowers blooming all over the ground and green trees shading you all the way.

In this sunny March, I passed through my thin youth, through the purple pansy, through the kapok, through the shadow of time and the current mood and impermanence.

Let him go, don't use up your last bit of emotion.

We let go and whitewash our memories, thinking we can disguise the beauty of innocence.

When you were thin, you lived in my heart. Later you got fat and got stuck in there and couldn't get out.

Everyone has sadness, which they want to hide but cover up.

I once gave you the key to my heart, but you always twisted me in the opposite direction.

When I think about it occasionally, my memory is still fresh. Yes, I still love you, but I won’t bother you anymore.

Destiny is sometimes like a pair of directionless wings, flying to the wrong place only to realize that they still long to go back.